When I was 15 years old, my agent at the time sent me to a photographer’s apartment for a test shoot. It was one of my first tests, and I headed over there not knowing what to expect, but eager to start my career and impress my new agency. The photographer, a French Canadian straight man at least twice my age, didn’t speak English, and my French skills were basic at best. We were alone in his apartment.
"Though this outfit choice made me uncomfortable, I complied. That was the first time I said yes to something when I would have rather said no." [...][Continue Reading...]